Seeing me trying to dodge him, Jared cupped my face with both hands and kissed me even deeper and more intensely.
“Jared, are you crazy?” I thought he was acting like a dog in heat today, not caring about where we were at all.
Back then, if the environment wasn’t just right, or if there wasn’t a big bed, he’d never be in the mood to make love.
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He wouldn’t even be interested unless I took off every last piece of clothing.
Men’s words were nothing but sweet lies.
“I’m not crazy,” he said in a hoarse voice. “I didn’t even drink today, and I’m not drunk.”
I pushed him away with both hands, my voice annoyed. “This is a garage. Can you show me some respect?”
“Victoria, sometimes, a change of scenery can really change the mood.” Jared’s voice was calm, but his actions didn’t slow down at all.
Seeing I was still resisting, he half–carried, half–dragged me to the back seat. With those long legs and arms of his, it wasn’t easy for him to maneuver, but when a guy was in the mood, there was just no stopping him.
“No,” I protested, still struggling at the last second. “We don’t have any protection.”
But Jared just kissed me even harder, his lips rough and deep. “Aren’t we trying to pray for a baby anyway?”
My eyes went wide in disbelief. This bastard actually wanted a son.
While I was still stunned, Jared entered me.
All my strength slowly drained away, my body completely out of control. Thinking about the 100 thousand dollars Jared gave Aiden, I thought, ‘Whatever. It’s just the usual sex. I’m also enjoying it.”
Jared was really fired up today, switching things up and going at it twice before finally turning in his homework.
He was in a much better mood afterward. Seeing me still sprawled out, he laughed and teased, “What’s wrong? Did I wear you out?”
That was when I finally managed to sit up, fixed my clothes, and went to open the garage door.
Just then, a few female staffers with files in their arms spotted us.
They didn’t catch the whole scene. They just got spooked and bolted. All they probably saw was me and, behind me, Jared’s long legs sticking out, his face still hidden.
I kept my face stiff as we got into the elevator, not daring to look at Jared.
I had no idea what kind of look Jared had on his face, but one thing was certain. There was no way I was letting myself get pregnant again.
By the time I got back from the pharmacy, rumors about what happened in the garage were already quietly making the
rounds at the office.
I was just bored, so I purposely hung out in a less crowded restroom, waiting to hear what kind of gossip people were spreading about me.
Sitting on the toilet lid, I watched as my phone’s last bit of battery finally died right in front of me.
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